MTL - Please Have a Cup of Green Tea-Chapter 5 Charming little toffee is actually green tea flavor (5)

Reality always runs counter to imagination, and the flat-headed little boy who speaks ruthlessly never imagined that he would not be able to block anyone.

Bi Ming handed in the papers and left the stage half an hour earlier, without giving this fellow a superfluous look at all.

To make matters worse, he was recorded as cheating because of the examination room, and the score in this subject was zero.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, until he knew that the bell rang at the end of the examination room, but he didn't get through.

"How many classes does that girl have? Do you know?" After handing in the papers, the boy bumped into Ran Le next to him.

Ran Le gave him a speechless look: "What do you want?"

"I'm going to beat her to the point of crying, dare to complain to the teacher, you stinky son of a bitch!" The flat-headed boy didn't know how much trouble he would cause for his casual yelling.

Ran Le pulled his lips and shouted to the black-haired boy sitting behind him, "Brother Shuo, this guy said he would beat our math class representative to death and humiliated her."

"Oh?" The young man raised his eyes, his expression extremely cold.

"He still wants to beat people in class!" Ran Le continued to make up for it.

When Bi Ming reported to the invigilator in the examination room earlier, Pei Jingshuo had already remembered this flat-headed man.

I saw him yank his schoolbag, threw it on his shoulders, and stood up with a bang.

Because of his tall and slender figure, and the tight and powerful muscles hidden under the school uniform, the teenager just stepped forward casually, which has already caused enormous pressure on others.

"What the **** do you mean?" The flat-headed man was a little flustered and glared at Ran Le, "I'm still looking for someone, shouldn't that woman be your son?"

"You're done," Ran Le was about to applaud the other party's death, "I tell you, even my brother Shuo doesn't know what kind of high school you are in?"

"That's not my horse, it's my brother's sweetheart!"

Pei Jingshuo smashed the schoolbag directly into Ran Le's arms: "Shut up." In the next second, he moved his phalanx, strode forward and punched—

"Ow!" Pei Jingshuo grabbed his collar and dragged him into the men's toilet next to him like a dead dog.

What happened next, although no sound could be heard, everyone could make up for the tragic situation.

"Fortunately, the invigilator has left, otherwise Brother Shuo will have to enter the office again." Ran Le hugged the boss's schoolbag and shook his head.

A few men and women around who had not left the examination room whistled.

"It's awesome, the seventh class."

"Fuck, do you want to be called Brother Pei respectfully? Know the rules."

"The campus is a bully, let me go, how dare Shi Chengyi provoke him?"

"Didn't you hear it, moved someone's horse."

Ran Le gave them a look of contempt: "Don't talk nonsense, now they're called sister-in-law."

"What, Brother Pei didn't admit it." Some people spoke sourly.

Ran Le took a closer look, the good guy turned out to be a girl who couldn't chase after her brother.

"It's none of your business if you admit it or not. Okay, let's go." He waved his hand, "Don't invite Old Wang."

Lao Wang is their grade director, patrolling all day long, and catching violations of discipline is very strict.

In the toilet, the flat-headed man who was slumped on the ground and couldn't stand up tremblingly pawed at the young man's feet: "Brother, don't fight, don't fight, don't fight, what's wrong with me, can you tell me..."

Seeing that he lost his arrogance in the exam room, Pei Jingshuo snorted, squatted down and grabbed his hair, pulling his face up: "You just learned to bully women, right?" He patted the other's pale face.

"The next time I put a bright spot on my eyes, don't let me hear the words of beating a woman a second time, bastard."

"Brother, brother, I understand... I will never cause trouble in the future!" The flat-headed man, whose scalp was numb and painful, couldn't care less, and hurriedly vowed to God that he would never do it again.

It's unfortunate, if he knew that behind the girl who looked gentle and easy to bully was a big guy like Pei Jingshuo, how could he have dared to say ruthless words at that time.

"Let's not talk about it first, then talk about what to do now?" Pei Jingshuo sneered and raised his fingers slightly, and suddenly pulled the other party into a scream of pain.

"Ah—did I call her auntie," the flat-headed man cried, "Brother, I'm going to apologize."

"Heh." Pei Jingshuo got the answer he wanted, and finally let go of his hand, leaving him paralyzed on the ground breathing heavily, like a boy who survived the catastrophe.

Exam in the afternoon.

Before the invigilator entered, Bi Ming saw a bottle of iced black tea in his place.

"This is?" She picked it up with a frown, glanced at it, and it was still an unopened bottle.

The flat-headed boy at the back table hummed softly, "I gave it to you."

Bi Ming looked at him puzzled: "You only came to threaten me in the morning, what do you mean now?"

The boy seemed to feel a little ashamed to bow his head like a girl, but he had to bow his head: "I... I'm sorry, what happened in the morning was my fault, I shouldn't have said those words..."

His mind was full of Pei Jingshuo's iron fist in the morning. He gritted his teeth, and when he saw the girl's surprised expression, he bowed more sincerely: "I'm really sorry!"

Bi Ming picked up the iced black tea, thinking that this person might have experienced something and his head was broken.

"I don't want this, you can take it back." She put the drink back on the other person's table and shook her head, "You take the test well, don't ask me to cheat again."

"Representative of the class, he was taken care of by Brother Shuo. It's what Brother Shuo asked to admit to you now, so you can accept it." Ran Le couldn't watch it any longer, and explained hurriedly.

Bi Ming was stunned for a moment, and now she has figured out the source of the problem in the other party's head.

She glanced at the back row of the classroom, and Pei someone hadn't come yet.

"Brother Shuo hasn't woken up from his nap," Ran Le observed his words faster than anyone else, "Class representative, don't worry, he should arrive ten minutes after the exam starts."

The girl's beautiful almond eyes glanced at him, but she became serious: "I'm not in a hurry, but I see you are in a hurry."

Ran Le, who was stunned, suddenly got stuck.

Isn't he trying to assist his brother? Why doesn't the class representative seem to appreciate it?

When the exam started, the iced tea was put back.

"I'm sorry, I like to drink green tea." The little girl narrowed her eyes with an inexplicable meaning.

On the way back, Ran Le performed these words to Pei Jingshuo exactly as they were, and even the accent was almost the same.

"What do you mean by class representative, Brother Shuo?"

Pei Jingshuo hummed: "I'm not interested in you anyway."

"I-shit, Shuoshuo, what you said is a bit too much." After Ran Le reacted, her teeth were itchy, and she laughed angrily, "What's wrong with me, brothers and wives can't be bullied, my class representative is Bixi Lake water. Still a clean feeling."

Pei Jingshuo paused.

He looked back at Ran Le who looked unnatural, his eyes were calm: "It's just a reminder."

Ran Le stopped smiling, and he also found that he was a little talkative these two days.

Just when the atmosphere was a little stagnant, a figure flew over, trying to hold Pei Jingshuo's arm: "Hey, what are you talking about?"

It's Yin Han.

Yin Han, who was in another exam room, was very happy this time. Her math exam papers were all filled, and it seemed that she still had hope of making the top 100.

Pei Jingshuo turned sideways to avoid her, frowning impatiently: "What are you doing here?"

"Why, auntie didn't tell you this morning that I'm going to your house for dinner?" The girl replied confidently, "I'm not welcome if you have the ability to protest to auntie."

Mother Pei likes her daughter, but unfortunately she only gave birth to the son of a demon king, so she treats Yin Han, who often comes to the house, as her own daughter.

When Yin Han and Pei Jingshuo were only eight years old, Pei's mother held their hands and told Yin Han's mother that the baby could be kissed.

Pei Jingshuo thought to himself, if his father still had some reason at that time and asked to wait until later to see fate, he would have been tied to death by Yin Han in his life.

"Shuo Shuo, I'll leave first, let's talk." Ran Le saw that Yin Han had a big head, and he couldn't understand how the school flower kept following Pei Jingshuo from childhood to adulthood, wherever he went. If it is replaced by himself, it may really collapse.

So on the road outside the school gate, only the cold boy and the aggrieved girl beside him were left.

"You hate me so much, Pei Jingshuo?" Yin Han's low ponytail fell on his waist, his hands behind his back, and his voice was low.

Pei Jingshuo suppressed the throbbing veins on his forehead, and stepped forward with his long legs: "Are you sick?"

"You like a woman like Ruan Xiaoan, right?" Yin Han laughed at himself. "The eyes are like a deer, an innocent, bullying woman."

If Bi Ming is here, I must applaud Yin Han.

How to ruin an unspoken relationship that is about to begin?

Directly tearing the hazy surface to reveal the true core inside, but the feeling of "liking" is still unattainable for Pei Jingshuo at this stage, so he subconsciously resents this statement.

If you follow the progress of the original work, Yin Han's approach does work.

At that time, the restrained Ruan Xiaoan and Pei Jingshuo didn't even have time to say a word except for eye contact.

This kind of superficial goodwill based on appearance is pierced, and it is difficult to restore the original mysterious beauty.

So Yin Han is very smart.

Only this time, she didn't know that the boy in front of her had reached the point of hitting someone for Bi Ming.

This is the most practical effort, and it is to be paid in return, not the obscure goodwill that can be discarded at any time.

Pei Jingshuo didn't even want to take another look at Qingmei, and didn't want to say more—

"Don't follow me, get away."

Yin Han clenched the shoulder strap of the schoolbag and followed him closely: "I won't."

The young man ignored her, took his modified motorcycle out of the warehouse of the small shop at the school gate, put on his helmet, and jumped up with his long legs.

"Take me!" Yin Han quickly trotted over, wanting to sit in the back seat.

"Yin Han, do you think Lao Tzu doesn't beat women?" Pei Jingshuo waved her hand away to support him, and when he stepped on the accelerator, the motor made a harsh roar.

"Ah!" Yin Han covered her ears and was startled.

Immediately afterwards, the motorcycle rode off the dust and dumped her exhaust.

"Pei Jingshuo, the grass-mud horse, is rushing to reincarnate!" The girl who was left in place stomped her feet angrily.

Pei Jingshuo bowed his waist, and his beautiful and powerful waistline, coupled with the refitted black spray-painted motorcycle, attracted countless attention. In order to avoid being too ostentatious, he also took off his school uniform, leaving only the black T-shirt inside.

When passing a traffic light, his vision suddenly froze not far away.

It was a very ordinary roadside shop selling barbecue in front of the shop.

The girl with her hair tied behind her head and tied into a ball, her cheeks white and tender, with a smile on her face was wearing an apron and was helping another woman who was holding the barbecue in front of the barbecue stall to carry the ingredients.

He didn't recover until the car behind him honked its horn.

The next second, he turned the front of the car and turned to the direction of the barbecue stall.

"Hello, customer, what do you want to eat?" When his motorcycle was parked in front of the store, the girl who hadn't seen him remove his helmet already greeted him with a smile, "Today's beef is freshly slaughtered and fresh. Yo."

Pei Jingshuo looked at the white milk dumpling at school, his face was flushed red, his forehead was sweating, and he was holding a heavy iron skewer in both hands to skewer beef. He didn't know what it was like.

"Guest?" Bi Ming tilted his head, but saw the other party silently take off his helmet.

Oh, so it's the male protagonist.

With this complicated expression, shouldn't he think that his family is particularly poor and difficult?

Ruan Xiaoan's family specializes in catering. This small shop is just one of the newly opened barbecue branches. She will appear here purely to help her mother, and by the way, get some delicious barbecue to comfort herself.

Moreover, although the store is small, the brand is very loud, and it is still the first place on the barbecue list on the local public comment.

"You..." Pei Jingshuo's face was very dull, "I have all the ingredients you have left."